Good news: I woke up at 08.00 this morning!

But the story doesn’t end there.  I woke up because my father woke me for exercise (although he did not wake me for exercise).

It gets better still; before I could be motivated to get out of bed and begin the violent process of circulating blood around my body, a rush of blood to the head was inspired by a phone call.  My father said it would be for me in his typical manner, but it was eight o’clock – all my friends would be at school.  However, it did turn out to be for me.  Debbie Smith from Tara Press, Bahrisons, India.

They liked our book, and they had given it to a Reader, who had read it cold (without any information about the authors, including our age).  The Reader had liked it very much, and so had the other people in the publishing house.  Basically, they want to publish us!

Very exciting!  Very, very cool!

But … not as much as you would have thought, considering we’ve been waiting for publication for 5 years already. As Dan Gilbert says: we consistently overestimate the emotional impacts of events.  Precisely because we’ve been looking forward to acceptance for so long, with such ecstasy, reaching the goal loses some of its magic.  It’s more of a relief than anything else.  But that made the journey all the more interesting.

As we were to discover, this is anything but the end.  This is the beginning.